"Very good." The team leader licked his lips. "Give me a little more of that petty bourgeoisie vibe. The old man loves you the most."

Xin Jifeng asked in a low voice: "What about me?"

"You? Working as a customer service representative, reading a script."

"Oh." Xin Jifeng nodded, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, Fubao was taken into the "population transfer group".

The team leader was a tall and thin man, looking at him coldly with a pair of narrow eyes.

"You look very young. Your face is worth fifty thousand."

"Selling it to Eastern Europe will cover our losses."

Fu Bao's lips twitched: "Only 50,000? Isn't that RMB?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go to sleep first. Someone will take you away later."

The village is divided into four groups.

The first is the love fraud group: responsible for the pig-killing scam.

The second is the financial group: manipulating online gambling and fake investments.

The third group is the population group: trafficking of women and children, sex slavery, and labor trade.

The fourth is the medical team: specializing in living dismemberment and organ smuggling.

Each group has multiple "rooms", and in each room there is one or more "targets" who are brainwashed, threatened, and controlled.

Su Yao heard the girl next door pleading: "Brother, I gave you all my money... You said we would get married..."

"When can we get out of here?"

A man's laughter was heard: "Silly baby, don't even think about leaving alive before I squeeze you dry."

"So, you've been lying to me all along!"

"Ask your parents to transfer 100,000 yuan to this account!"

"My parents don't have money..."

"If you don't have money, your parents will only receive a few fingers."

"What do you want to do?!"

"I'll give you one night to think it through. If you want to keep your limbs intact, you'll have to buy your life with money."

The man kicked the door open, locked the chain tightly on the door, and left quickly.

When Su Yao went to the toilet on the pretext of something, she 'accidentally' met the man.

It was because she recognized the man's identity: Zeng Shinian, a classmate of hers in high school at the school for the deaf and mute.

"Zeng Shinian."

The man in the white shirt was stunned and looked up at her. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his handsome face, which was quite consistent with the image of a financial man who was involved in a pig-killing scam.

Zeng Shinian naturally didn't recognize her, and asked with a wary look, "Who are you?"

"I'm Xiaofeng's friend."

"You...are here to see her?"

Su Yao sighed: "Xiao Feng was also tricked by you, right?"

He smiled wickedly, "It's not a lie if it's something we both agree on."

"You pretended to be deceived by a fake job posting, then used Xiaofeng's sister Miaomiao's blogger identity to trick them into joining... The last time Xiaofeng was injured and hospitalized, which organ was successfully matched?"